Why can't it ever be me? (part 2)
Ok ummmm I am trying to write a sequal here, I don't know if it will be any good, but what can I say.
I'm not to great with short stories I guess. Just be gentle I'm trying my best. And for all you
spelling grammer people let me tell you before you begin that those are not my strong points!
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Harry held Hermione tight in his arms. As much as he cared about Ron he just couldn't let
Hermione go, and he would never have to. Hermione cried for hours and by the time they reached
Hogwarts her eyes were as red as Ron's flaming hair, but she was still more beautiful than ever
before. None the less Harry had to talk to Ron, he new he would be crushed at losing her and
quite possible would end up blaming Harry for everything.
Harry was right. When they entered the great hall Ron sat as far away from them as
possible, and his face matched the scarlet decorations that covered the Gryfindor table. Harry
watched impationly as each student was sorted, and when the feast was over he gave Hermione a
quick kiss and then dashed off toward the Gryfindor common room. When he got there he realized
that he did not know the new password, but he did not have to wait long to find it out. Soon Hermione
followed by a large group of first years came bustling up the hall. Hermione seeing the confused
look on Harry's face said "Oh my I forgot to tell you Harry, I was chosen as a prefect this year,
I just got a letter yesterday I would have written you but-" "It's alright," harry broke in " but
could you tell me the password, I'm in an awful hurry, I simply must talk to Ron, I can't lose his
friendship, not when- er I mean- I've just got to talk to him that's all." "When what?" hermione
began cautiosly, "Nothing, uh the password?" he said quickly. Hermione turned to face the portrait
of the fat lady "Snapdragon!" she said importantly, "Great thanks!" Harry ran through the portrait
hole and straight up to the boys dormitory where he found Ron sitting on the end of his bed with
his face in his hands.
"Ron I'm really sorry," harry began, "Of course you are," said Ron " you
always are, though I do wonder sometimes how sorry you can really be, I mean you do get everything
you want-" but the look on harry's face made him stop "What is it?" he said trying not to sound as
concerned as he really was. "I would have told you sooner, but to send information like this by
owl would have been to risky," he said "Ron I talked with Dumbledore over the summer, he asked me
to do something- well something very dangerous." "Harry you've got to tell me!" "Well, he has asked
me to join his army in the fight against Voldemort." Ron stood up and forgot all about their fight
"Harry no you can't! I won't let you go, you just narrowly escaped he who must not be named last
time-" "That's exactly why Dumbledore asked me to join them," harry pointed out "Everytime I have
faced him, I have narrowly escaped, but the point is I have escaped everytime." "But who's to say
if you could do that again," Ron shouted "How could you put yourself in such danger again?" " I've
got to I'm the only one who can- I mean I have to help Ron." "What? Who can what Harry?" "Dumbledore
asked me if I would, well there's no way of making this sound good, he asked me if I would go one on
one with Voldemort." Harry could not stand to look at Ron anymore. He knew he was risking his life
doing this, and he also knew Ron was not going to want him to. "NO WAY! Harry you've done some crazy
stuff here but nothing like this! Are you insane? He's the most powerful wizard in the world next to
Dumbledore, and your not even out of school yet!" Ron was shouting so loud that Harry was sure anyone
within a mile of the school would be able to hear him. "Quiet down will you, no one is suposed to know!
And besides, Dumbledore is going to train me for it, I'm not taking any extra classes this year because
of it, just transfiguration, defence against the dark arts and potions." "Harry, can I say anything to
stop you from doing this?" "No" said harry with such finality that Ron knew the only thing he could do
was to accept his descion.
"When will you be leaving to go fight?" he asked quietly "At the end of the year, Dumbledore
said that should give us just enough time to cover most of what I need to know." Ron noded his head
"Ok then." "Ron could you do one thing for me when I leave?" Ron looked up at him with such sadness
and fear that harry could hardly go on, "Well as you know, it's going to be very dangerous around
here, with the war going on and all, and I want you to take care of Hermione for me, please just don't
let anything happen to her."
Ok ummmm I am trying to write a sequal here, I don't know if it will be any good, but what can I say.
I'm not to great with short stories I guess. Just be gentle I'm trying my best. And for all you
spelling grammer people let me tell you before you begin that those are not my strong points!
~~~~ **** ~~~~ **** ~~~~
Harry held Hermione tight in his arms. As much as he cared about Ron he just couldn't let
Hermione go, and he would never have to. Hermione cried for hours and by the time they reached
Hogwarts her eyes were as red as Ron's flaming hair, but she was still more beautiful than ever
before. None the less Harry had to talk to Ron, he new he would be crushed at losing her and
quite possible would end up blaming Harry for everything.
Harry was right. When they entered the great hall Ron sat as far away from them as
possible, and his face matched the scarlet decorations that covered the Gryfindor table. Harry
watched impationly as each student was sorted, and when the feast was over he gave Hermione a
quick kiss and then dashed off toward the Gryfindor common room. When he got there he realized
that he did not know the new password, but he did not have to wait long to find it out. Soon Hermione
followed by a large group of first years came bustling up the hall. Hermione seeing the confused
look on Harry's face said "Oh my I forgot to tell you Harry, I was chosen as a prefect this year,
I just got a letter yesterday I would have written you but-" "It's alright," harry broke in " but
could you tell me the password, I'm in an awful hurry, I simply must talk to Ron, I can't lose his
friendship, not when- er I mean- I've just got to talk to him that's all." "When what?" hermione
began cautiosly, "Nothing, uh the password?" he said quickly. Hermione turned to face the portrait
of the fat lady "Snapdragon!" she said importantly, "Great thanks!" Harry ran through the portrait
hole and straight up to the boys dormitory where he found Ron sitting on the end of his bed with
his face in his hands.
"Ron I'm really sorry," harry began, "Of course you are," said Ron " you
always are, though I do wonder sometimes how sorry you can really be, I mean you do get everything
you want-" but the look on harry's face made him stop "What is it?" he said trying not to sound as
concerned as he really was. "I would have told you sooner, but to send information like this by
owl would have been to risky," he said "Ron I talked with Dumbledore over the summer, he asked me
to do something- well something very dangerous." "Harry you've got to tell me!" "Well, he has asked
me to join his army in the fight against Voldemort." Ron stood up and forgot all about their fight
"Harry no you can't! I won't let you go, you just narrowly escaped he who must not be named last
time-" "That's exactly why Dumbledore asked me to join them," harry pointed out "Everytime I have
faced him, I have narrowly escaped, but the point is I have escaped everytime." "But who's to say
if you could do that again," Ron shouted "How could you put yourself in such danger again?" " I've
got to I'm the only one who can- I mean I have to help Ron." "What? Who can what Harry?" "Dumbledore
asked me if I would, well there's no way of making this sound good, he asked me if I would go one on
one with Voldemort." Harry could not stand to look at Ron anymore. He knew he was risking his life
doing this, and he also knew Ron was not going to want him to. "NO WAY! Harry you've done some crazy
stuff here but nothing like this! Are you insane? He's the most powerful wizard in the world next to
Dumbledore, and your not even out of school yet!" Ron was shouting so loud that Harry was sure anyone
within a mile of the school would be able to hear him. "Quiet down will you, no one is suposed to know!
And besides, Dumbledore is going to train me for it, I'm not taking any extra classes this year because
of it, just transfiguration, defence against the dark arts and potions." "Harry, can I say anything to
stop you from doing this?" "No" said harry with such finality that Ron knew the only thing he could do
was to accept his descion.
"When will you be leaving to go fight?" he asked quietly "At the end of the year, Dumbledore
said that should give us just enough time to cover most of what I need to know." Ron noded his head
"Ok then." "Ron could you do one thing for me when I leave?" Ron looked up at him with such sadness
and fear that harry could hardly go on, "Well as you know, it's going to be very dangerous around
here, with the war going on and all, and I want you to take care of Hermione for me, please just don't
let anything happen to her."